She

I don't know how to tell you I miss you Or why it's you I dream of at night. I want to know again how it feels to kiss you To know that with you it'll be alright. I don't even know how to start to express how I feel Looking at you, not you, your smile, your eyes, your touch. Not you, but me, never will heal from this pain that you deal Me. Every time you change I die, don't say her name Never to speak, to feel, to love you, not you but me. Saying all the things you think I need to hear, your fame, Your popularity, goodness me, should've known how we would be Ending up. Stop! The agonizing pain The rift between us will never be filled No sunshine after the rain No happiness that comes with the pain billed Directly to my door. Knock, knock Don't open, never again will I open, never. Knock, knock goes tick tock flows The tears dry from your eyes, But I still cry. The irony of it all makes it bearable. Bearable, still yet so terrible. I don't know how to tell you Je morte, Elle morte. If you even care to learn, to love, laugh, touch Me. Try fly your home, heart Me? her? Not! I don't know how to tell you she will never cry, but I die Why? You are more important to me than her You see now sir? Sir you she, not you, not me She will never be never see you I don't know how to tell you she's a fake All the time you're thinking of me I'm here to take Time. Time tick tock, knock knock Possibility, not reality, not me but she She has the reality all I have is the memory.